So, I decided that the one Alec POV chapter was just to let you know what he has become in college. Don't hate me for the late update! I have been busy writing final exams, so it's been study, study, study.

Nasty Surprises

Chapter 4

RPOV

When Cass picked me up from the bookstore in Abs' Mini, there was a large, goofy grin plastered on my face. I don't know why, maybe because a decent, good looking guy asked me out, or maybe because he actually wants to be just friends. Cass drove back to the house in silence, but I could tell that she was dying to ask me why I was grinning like a total idiot. It finally stopped raining, but it was still cloudy. Cass pulled into the parking lot next to the building and turned to face me.

"Spill the beans, right now," she commanded, so I told her about what happened at the airport and how Riley had just asked me out in the bookstore. I didn't mention the fact that my ex-boyfriend might be on campus, or the fact that he left me completely broken and ineligible for anyone else. "You said yes right?" I shook my head and she gaped at me.

"Are you kidding, Riley Bears is the most eligible bachelor on this campus, I can't believe you said no!"

"It's not that I don't think he is super cute, and I'm flattered that he asked me out, but I'm just not ready to date yet. Besides we are going out as friends," I offered as an explanation. It was true though; the large, gaping hole in my chest, the one carefully closed with stitches and bandages that could break at any moment was enough reason for me to not get involved with anyone else now. Who would even want to get involved with me? Sure Riley wants to, but that is because all he sees is the mask I plaster on every day. All he sees is the fake smile, the forced laugh and the faux happiness. He doesn't see the carefully covered up scars or the still bandaged wounds. He only sees what I want him to see and if I let him too close and he sees the real me, he will leave and I don't want to deal with that too.

"So it's not a date?" She asked, raising her finely plucked eyebrows.

"No, we are just going as friends," I nodded. Cass stared at me, kind of like she was trying to figure out if I was lying or not, then she sighed and got out of the car.

"So why won't you go out with him?" She casually asked as I lugged my books to the front door. Because I am broken, no one wants someone with baggage they can't handle.

"I just don't," I said. There really wasn't any other explanation I could offer her without it bringing up my past. Cass just nodded, not pressing the subject further as we strolled through the main lobby. A short elevator ride later, Cass was unlocking the apartment door. The delicious aroma of mince and pasta floated around the apartment when we walked in. I put my books down on the coffee table and followed Cass into the kitchen. Abs was leaning over a large pot on the stove; it was almost as big as she was. Shawn, Jace and a short, nerdy guy with tousled brown hair and navy blue eyes were all sitting around the island counter, immersed in a very serious-looking game of go-fish. They eyed each other suspiciously, occasionally trying to inconspicuously look at each other's cards. It was dead silent in the apartment, tension running high. I bit my lip to stop myself from laughing as the nerdy boy waggled his eyebrows.

"Got any fours," he asked in a spot on imitation of the Godfather. Abs waved at me and I walked over.

"Are they playing go-fish?" I asked as I joined her by the stove.

"Yeah it gets intense sometimes, last week they broke a window," she said, like it was the most normal thing in the world.

"Jane home yet?" I asked as I watched Shawn hand the nerdy boy a card. Abs shook her head and continued to stir the pasta.

"That's Garret, the boys from next door usually eat with us, so we make a lot of food," she explained, opening the fridge and taking out a large container of bolognaise sauce. She quickly took the lid off and put it in the microwave, setting the timer. "Dinner is in ten." I nodded, deciding to unpack my room. I grabbed my books and walked into my room, placing them neatly on my desk. I also put my pens, notepads and schedule on the desk. I unpacked my suitcase, putting all my shoes neatly under my bed – Carlisle and Esme were bringing containers with them when they came down this weekend- and hanging up the rest of my clothes. I was relieved to see that Alice didn't go completely over board with my clothes; there were a few nice dresses and skirts, and only one pair of six inch heels. Thank goodness. I made my bed, pulling my striped purple covers over it and placing my pillows and teddy on it. I stored my iPad, laptop, diary and laptop and letter from him in my bedside table and locking it. It's not that I don't think my roommates are snoops, but I didn't want anyone to see that letter, or my diary for that fact.

"Dinner!" Abs called from the kitchen. I heard the familiar 'clink' of plates and forks as the boys cheered and grabbed their food. I walked out of my room; Shawn looked up from shoveling pasta in his mouth at the speed of light and sent a big, devious smile at me. I stopped in my tracks. I knew that smile; he looked just like Emmett did when I had my welcome home prank played on me.

"What?" I asked, narrowing my eyes.

"You haven't even been here 24 hours and you are already breaking hearts," he said, waving his hands around in the air.

"What are you talking about?" I asked, raising my eyebrows. Shawn just grinned and pointed in the direction of the kitchen. I followed his finger and my jaw dropped. Standing there, holding a plate of pasta, a forkful halfway to his mouth, was Riley.

"Oh hey Renesmee," he smirked, shoving his fork into his mouth. "Shawn tells me you're our new roomie."

"Do you live here?" I asked, completely gobsmacked. He nodded, pointing to the door on the far side of the apartment with his fork.

"Yep, that's me," he said. Blush immediately crept up my cheeks. Shawn laughed; he looked a bit too happy. He was taking way too much glee in my discomfort. I purposefully walked into the kitchen, grabbing a meatball out of the pan and flinging it at Shawn. It hit him on the cheek, leaving a big red mark on his cheek. The whole room fell silent; Jace, Abs, Cass and Garret stopped eating and turned to look at Shawn.

"Riley a little help please?" Shawn hissed as he started to advance toward me.

Holy Crap!

Riley set down his plate, a wicked grin spreading across his features. Before I could make a break for the door, he grabbed me around my waist and threw me over his shoulder like I weighed nothing.

"Cass, empty her pockets," Shawn commanded. Cass jumped off the couch, walking over and taking my keys and phone out of my pocket.

"Let me go you big goon!" I yelled, banging with my fists on his chest.

"Sorry, boss' orders," he said, grinning at Shawn.

"Shoes and jacket Cass," Shawn said and Cass silently obeyed, pulling my socks and sneakers off. Getting my jacket off was a bit harder, since Riley had to put me down for that one. I ran for the door as soon as soon as my feet hit the ground, but Shawn grabbed me, pulled my jacket off and threw me over his shoulder. Abs, Jace and Garret were busy hosing themselves, Abs was almost falling off the couch.

"I think our little freshman needs to learn that you do not throw meatballs at juniors," he said walking out of the apartment with me over his shoulder, the rest of them trailing behind.

"Let me go!" I yelled. "Rape! Rape!" He clamped his hand over my mouth before I could attract the attention of the other people living in the other apartments. I was tempted to bite his hand, but I didn't want to have to pay for that as well. We had reached the main lobby and Shawn pushed through the large double doors with the word 'pool' on it. Fuck, I was wearing a white shirt.

"I herby dub thee, freshman and meatball thrower," he said and before I could react he threw me into the freezing cold water of the pool. I shivered, wrapping my arms around myself to cover my chest. I was soaking wet, my jeans and shirt clung to me in a very uncomfortable way. When I reached the surface, the room was dark and I was alone.

Fuck.

I swam to the side, climbing out and walking over to try the door, it was locked. I looked around; there were four large windows on the other side of the pool and locker rooms on either side. I walked over to the window, luckily one of the bottom windows was open, and it was really small though, I was afraid that my tall, slender body might not fit through. It was worth a shot. I put my shoulders through first, once my arms were through as well I put my hands on either side of the window and pushed. With a loud bang I fell through and landed on my face in a pile of mud and leaves.

"Fuck," I groaned, rolling over and getting up. I was wet, dirty and I was so going to kill Shawn. I trudged around the building to the front door. I peeked in, the main lobby looked deserted. I pushed the door open and sneaked to the elevator. I pushed the button and it opened immediately, only there was someone in the elevator. He was leaning against the far wall, his arms folded over his chest so that his muscles were clearly displayed. His floppy 'I just got fucked' hair hung in his eyes. Those fucking eyes. I froze, unable to move, unable to breathe.

"What's it gonna be? Are you getting in or out?" He snapped, raising his head to look at me. When his molten black eyes reached mine, my heart stopped.

Alec.